Jennie and Lisa, both reeling from fresh breakups, find themselves alone in a dimly lit bar one evening. The weight of their heartbreaks brings them together as they share their stories over drinks. As the night goes on, they find unexpected comfort...
Lisa didn’t say a word, just slipped inside and closed the door behind her. The small space suddenly felt even smaller, the air thick with anticipation.
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She looked at me, her eyes dark and intense, and I could feel the tension between us, electric and undeniable.
We didn’t need to speak; we both knew what was about to happen. She pressed me gently against the wall, her lips capturing mine in a kiss that was both urgent and hungry. I responded eagerly, my hands finding their way into her hair, pulling her closer. The sound of the plane’s engines droned on in the background, masking our quiet gasps and soft moans as we lost ourselves in the moment. The cramped space only added to the thrill, making everything feel more intense.
Every touch, every kiss, was charged with the excitement of doing something forbidden, something we weren’t supposed to do. But that only made it more exhilarating.
When it was over, we were both breathless, our hearts racing. Lisa leaned her forehead against mine, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips.
"That was... risky." she whispered, her voice laced with amusement.
I couldn’t help but laugh softly. "Worth it, though." I replied, giving her one last kiss before we reluctantly composed ourselves.
As we stepped out of the restroom, trying to act as casual as possible, I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. We made our way back to our seats, and I knew we’d just made this flight one we’d never forget.
Lisa's POV:
I’d been trying to keep it cool since Jennie started teasing me earlier. Her playful comments and lingering looks had me on edge, and despite my best efforts to stay focused, my mind kept wandering back to what she’d hinted at.
When she left for the restroom, I’d been half-expecting her to do something bold. The mischievous glint in her eyes as she walked away told me she wasn’t just playing around. I decided to take a chance, figuring that if Jennie was up for it, I should be too.
I waited for a few moments, giving her time to get settled. Then, I made my way to the restroom, trying to act nonchalant but feeling the familiar rush of excitement and nerves. As I approached the door, my heart raced a bit faster.
I knocked softly, and when Jennie opened the door, I could see the surprise and thrill in her eyes. Without needing any more words, she stepped aside to let me in, and I followed her into the tight space.
Inside, there was barely enough room for us both, but that just added to the thrill. I pushed her gently against the wall, kissing her with the kind of urgency I’d been holding back all this time. Our touches were heated, each kiss and caress filled with the excitement of what we were doing.
The confined space made everything feel more intense and more immediate. Every sound, every touch was amplified, making the whole experience feel like it was happening in fast-forward.
When it was over, I pulled back, trying to catch my breath. Jennie’s smile was both satisfied and mischievous, and I couldn’t help but grin back.
"That was something."I said quietly, leaning in to give her one last kiss.
Jennie laughed softly, her eyes sparkling. "Definitely worth it."
As we composed ourselves and left the restroom, we made our way back to our seats, and the thrill of what had just happened lingered between us. The rest of the flight felt different now, charged with the memory of our little adventure.
Jennie's POV:
After we finished in the cramped comfort room, I smiled, remembering what had just happened. Lisa’s presence beside me was comforting, and as we settled back into our seats, I rested my head on her shoulder. The gentle rumble of the plane and the steady rise and fall of her breath were soothing, and it wasn’t long before I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up, the announcement was just coming over the speaker, letting us know we’d be landing in fifteen minutes. I blinked away the sleepiness, stretching a bit before looking up at Lisa, who was already busy organizing our things.
"You know." I said with a teasing smile, "if you keep treating me like this, I might start expecting you to carry me around everywhere."
Lisa chuckled, her hands deftly arranging our carry-ons. "Well, if you keep being this charming, I might just take you up on that."
I grinned and leaned closer. "I’m just saying, it’s a tough job being your princess."
Lisa laughed softly as she finished gathering our things. "And it’s a tough job being your knight. Especially with all the, uh, extra duties."
I nudged her playfully. "Extra duties, huh? Like what?" "Oh, you know," she said, giving me a sidelong glance as she grabbed my luggage.The usual: carrying bags, opening doors, making sure you’re comfortable."
"I’m not complaining." I said, slipping my arm around hers as we made our way off the plane. "It’s kind of nice having a personal assistant."
Lisa smirked. "Just remember, I’m only this attentive because I want to make sure you have the best time. And because you’re a lot of fun to spoil."
As we reached the car, Lisa opened the door for me, and I slipped inside with a contented sigh. "You really are the best, you know that?"
She closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side, her grin widening. "I know. But don’t let it go to your head. We’ve still got a week ahead of us, and I plan to keep up the service."
As we arrived at the hotel, the afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the cityscape of the UK. The view from our room was nothing short of spectacular. The bustling city streets below were lined with historic buildings, their stone facades glowing warmly in the evening light. The skyline was punctuated by modern skyscrapers and iconic landmarks, giving the city a charming blend of old and new.
As I stood by the window, taking in the breathtaking view of the city from our hotel room, I felt a pair of familiar arms slip around me in a gentle back hug. The warmth of Lisa’s embrace was comforting, and I leaned into her, feeling her chin rest lightly on my shoulder.
The city lights below sparkled like a sea of stars, and the soft hum of the city seemed to blend seamlessly with the rhythm of Lisa’s breath against my neck. Her presence was a soothing anchor amidst the excitement of the trip.
"I'm sleepy." Lisa murmured
"Can you hug me so I can sleep comfortably?" She added
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